Pale

this dirty sweating pale existence

that hangs in the shadows of bleating daydreams

embryonic substance

of nothing solid

nothing true

nothing

this mutant ballet of ever so fleeting promises

held broken and traded

and for what

ten seconds of pure elite joy

sold into the timeless shallow slavery

of a thousand compounded horrors

the scar tissue of hindsight and regret

bleeds manic memories

that cut to the quick of reason

ten seconds of pure elite joy

lost forever in the fogs of deceit

lost forever amid a timeless complacency

and echoes of an unbridled sadness

this dirty sweating pale existence

that clings to the smiles of yesterday

euphoric sustenance

of a concrete will

everything new

everything

this perverse twisting rational riddle

yesterday’s chances negate the answers

of a tomorrow that may never come

a tomorrow already felt

close

an anxious tomorrow